Chasing Boston and Scarlet Ate My Food, What’s New.
Posted Jul 18 2013 7:44am
I hope you all are super happy today because life is good and if it’s not… it will be soon. I promise. Let me know and I will send you gelato.
Breakfast: Coffee. I woke up so tired and just not hungry. So I savored my coffee and got ready for the gym extra early. I still haven’t found “the one” yet. I’m talking about a coffee mug. Still plain Jane.
(My coffee sends you love)
A day ago something happened to me… I was told that I wasn’t built to be a great runner. Yep. It came right out of the person’s mouth when I was talking about how I’m will qualify for Boston one day. Now the question: Why do we care what other people think so much? No matter how much you try to block negativity from your life sometimes it creeps in without warning. I know I’m not a size zero. I know I don’t “look like a runner.” I know I wasn’t a track star in high school and I didn’t even go to college.
SO WHAT! I just started running not even a year ago and I’ve made darn good progress. I have the want to run, I have the heart to run. I will be running at a 7 minute pace one day. Until then I’m enjoying the journey. I will be great and when I do get to a 7 minute pace or lower it will make me even more special because I wasn’t “built to be a great runner.” So, I’m using this comment as fuel to push myself a little closer to Boston and when I cross the finish line there I will post on this blog and link everyone back to this post.
Rant and motivational blabbering is over. We now return to your regular programming.TRAINING RUN: I worked late on Tuesday. By the time I actually fell asleep my body just knew that I was not going to get up at 4:30am to run before Josh went to work. Not to mention, Josh HATES the idea of me running when it’s dark out by myself. Solution… Treadmill. Gotta do what you gotta do people. I don’t mind the treadmill actually. I drop the kids off and have one-two hours to get what I need to get done, done. I wish the above rant/motivational paragraph above was written before my run but I wasn’t feeling that way at the time.
(After the gym. Scarlet wanted to show you her cheez-itz)
I was down on myself. Every mile I couldn’t get it out of my head that maybe I wasn’t meant to be a great runner. I did 3 miles at a 9:22 pace with a 1% incline. I stopped and got a drink of water. Then next 3 miles where 9:40, 9:22, 9:40 with a 1% incline. I was just out of it. I didn’t have the right mind set and with me my mind set affects my run more than anything else. More than rain, cold, heat, soreness. I got off the treadmill after the 6 miles, went home and cried a little. I needed to get it out. So I cried, vented to Josh, and felt sorry for myself for about 10 minutes.
Then, I decided I smelled really bad and needed to knock it off and take a shower.
By the time I got out of the shower I have given myself enough of a pep talk to start feeling better (and a lot of positive text messages from Josh) and I started to believe in myself again. (I also had Braiden slap me in the face to make me snap out of it. okay, not really. Just seeing if you were falling asleep.) Some one else’s negative thinking doesn’t determine my future. But if I start thinking negatively about myself, sure enough… my actions will follow.
Back to happy self.Lunch: I had my mixing bowl sized salad of lettuce, cucumber, eggs, and chicken, early because I was really feeling like napping when Scarlet did. When I am forced to stay up past my bed time of 9pm, I’m useless the next day.
I am now reminded of why I usually eat when she’s napping. That child can never get enough food and being the loving mother that I am, I never deny her salad. Yes, inside I dislike sharing my food but she will never know. (Until she’s old enough to read this and by then she will be able to get her own food.)
I even gave her a drink of my Sobe Life Water. When returned, I discovered floaties. I love you child but… ew.
P.S. I love Sobe Life Water. We have them in the vending machines at work. They get me through the night and makes me happy. Seriously, Say Yumberry without smiling. That’s what I thought.
Dinner: I don’t know what was wrong with me but I just wasn’t hungry yesterday. I know I need to eat so I can run but I was seriously just not hungry. I wasn’t craving anything, which is very unusual for me. I’ve always heard to let hunger by my guide but I don’t think that applies when it comes to marathon training.
I went to work with nothing. Then hunger hit me at around 7:30pm. Luckily, I have the best boyfriend ever and be brought me a buffalo chicken sandwich. (Chicken breast, hot sauce, healthy life whole grain bread.)
Then I snacked to some cashews that were on the desk just left by someone to stare at me.
And ended with a bag of fruit, nut, seed trail mix.
Have a great Thursday guys. I love making friends!What do you think about the “letting hunger be your guide” idea?
I think it’s good but if you run a lot and run hard, you have to eat enough. Fueling properly is very important.
Anyone else want to go to Boston one day?
Heck Yes. I WILL.